Yeah? I mean, if you're gonna carry anything around in this place, weapons and some emergency equipment are the best place to start, don't you think?
[ He's still carrying, even in his dorky little camp outfit. There's an armpit holster tugging at the flimsy fabric of his tie-dye shirt, and despite others' best attempts to dissuade him, he has absolutely refused to even keep it in his briefcase for the time being. He's convinced something bad will happen soon.
But for now? He's just intent on having fun with target practice. He so rarely gets the opportunity to fuck around with his crossbow. ]
...but the briefcase is magic, [ he confesses, ] so I can carry whatever I want in it without it taking up too much space. See?
[ He reaches into his briefcase and begins to pull something out -- and keeps on pulling it out, far beyond what the briefcase can hold. It's a lot less cool than a crossbow, though. It is, in fact, a broom. ]
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[ He's still carrying, even in his dorky little camp outfit. There's an armpit holster tugging at the flimsy fabric of his tie-dye shirt, and despite others' best attempts to dissuade him, he has absolutely refused to even keep it in his briefcase for the time being. He's convinced something bad will happen soon.
But for now? He's just intent on having fun with target practice. He so rarely gets the opportunity to fuck around with his crossbow. ]
...but the briefcase is magic, [ he confesses, ] so I can carry whatever I want in it without it taking up too much space. See?
[ He reaches into his briefcase and begins to pull something out -- and keeps on pulling it out, far beyond what the briefcase can hold. It's a lot less cool than a crossbow, though. It is, in fact, a broom. ]